My Dr. Martens morphed into an object that was representative of my new existence. I wore them out of that very shop. I loved the way they made me feel: strong and capable, and like I fit into my new surroundings just a little bit more than before.
Orange Blossom Perfume
The bewitching thing about my transatlantic life is I can live in England and love it dearly, but wear my deep affection for Florida like a light, floral orange blossom perfume.
The Seventeen-Year-Old Car That Could (Until It Couldn’t)
Learning how to drive in Florida was a rushed life-stage that practically every kid reached well before they graduated high … More
Fog sits on rusted windowsills taking respite from the bustling city surrounding laced boots pace the streetscontemplations of grime and … More
Tread Lightly, Deep Waters Ahead
May is a chaotic time of year to say the least. As a university student, I’m swamped with deadlines for … More
Third Time’s the Charm
I’m no stranger to writing loads and willingly sharing my feelings and experiences with others. However, over the last year … More